Lord Rabbit

To Guichuan's surprise, the Japanese came again within a few days, followed by several Japanese women in kimonos, carrying several small baskets.

The Japanese bowed deeply.Qin Cha took a step back in fright.The Japanese smiled guiltily and said, "Boss Qin, I'm here to apologize." Qin Cha still looked at him blankly, and he said again, "Boss Qin, can I go in?"

Qin Cha couldn't say "yes" or "no", he looked at the Japanese, his eyes were black and bright, like an unfathomable abyss, for a moment, he seemed to see the life that happened a few years ago. Yi, with a few servants, carried his favorite snacks and fruits, stood at the door with a smile, and said, "Rabbit, I'm coming in."

Qincha turned her body to let the Japanese come in. The two Japanese women behind her were very polite, put the basket on the stone table in the yard respectfully, and went out.

The courtyard in Guichuan was empty, only the Japanese and Qincha were left standing dryly, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.It was the Japanese who opened his mouth. He bowed again and said, "Boss Qin, I'm really sorry last time."

Qin Cha really felt that the Japanese were sorry for them, but he couldn't help the Japanese bowing one after another, so he waved his hands, "It's okay, it's okay."

"This small gift is for the children. Our soldiers didn't understand the rules that day and scared the children. I didn't have anything to show for it. I don't know what the children like to eat. These are some Japanese pastries. Hope they like it."

This made Qin Cha feel a little better. He was very touched that the Japanese cared about the children.Just like when he was a child, he longed to be missed by others, but in fact only Sheng Yi cared about him.

And the kids really need some refreshments.

Now Beiping is under the control of the Japanese. When they told Guichuan to open, Guichuan had to open. When they said to rest, Guichuan had to rest at that time.After a few days, the children were too tired to bear it.

The dim sum in Guichuan had already been eaten by the children. Shouan had bought it in the street, but several shops closed their doors, and many of the remaining ones were taken care of by the Japanese, so there was nothing he could do about it.

The Japanese don't give money when they come to listen to the opera. Qin Cha and his apprentices have nothing to gain, and they continue to sing for their lives every day.Not to mention dim sum, even a half-starved meal has become a problem.

His attitude softened, and he barely smiled.

"My name is Ichiro Takaishi." The man began to bow again, "Just call me Ichiro."

Qin Cha hurriedly stopped him, for fear that he would bow down endlessly.

"Qincha" he also introduced himself.

The Japanese man turned his head to look at him, and he rushed towards Qincha with turbulent affection in his eyes, and he said, "Boss Qin, I know, I often listen to your plays."

These words immediately aroused Qin Cha's interest, he liked others to praise his plays, he pursed his lips, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Ichiro thought that Qin Cha was laughing at him, so he quickly straightened his body and said, "Boss Qin, don't make fun of me. I really listened to your play very carefully." The Yang family will change his name and surname. He misses his hometown and wants to be reunited with his family. I will go forward and pay respects to my son-in-law and listen carefully to our words. Don’t blame me for being negligent in my words sooner or later. Those who don’t know don’t blame you for your massive relaxation.” .Qin Cha squinted her eyes and listened to him singing for a while. His tone was very strange, and his Chinese was awkward, but he was not a singer.

"How?" Ichiro asked a little excitedly.

Qin Cha was afraid that he would bow again, so she could only nod her head and reluctantly said, "Very good."

Ichiro completely ignored Qin Cha's reluctant tone, excited like a child, "Really? Boss Qin, are you complimenting me for being so kind? I have always liked singing operas, especially your operas. I am so happy to meet you." It's..."

He was still chattering, but Qin Cha's thoughts drifted far, far away, so much alike, he became excited like Sheng Yi, a child.

Once when I was young, Sheng Yi went to learn painting, and after a few days of learning, he solemnly handed a scroll of paintings to Qincha, "What is this?" Qincha looked at the unrecognizable work with a twisted corner of her mouth.

"This is what I drew. For our future life, let's buy a yard like this in the future and plant some flowers you like, like this."

Qin Cha thought for a while and asked, "This...why is the sun in the water?"

Sheng Yi leaned over and said slowly, "Is this the sun? This is a goldfish."

Qin Chayu said earnestly, "Actually, Sheng Yi, I don't think you are... particularly suitable for painting."

Sheng Yi's face changed, "Don't forget it, give it to me."

"Yes, why don't you?" Qin Cha hurriedly hugged her

"Bring it!" Sheng Yi angrily stretched out his hand to grab it back, but Qin Cha's reaction was quicker, "Don't give it!"

"I don't like it!"

"Where do I say I don't like it?...Hey, why are you angry!" Qin Cha was confused, and Sheng Yi was actually angry if he was telling the truth.

"Don't worry about it, give it to me!"

"If you don't give it, you won't give it!"

Sheng Yi was helpless, "Then you take it."

Qin Cha leaned forward, "Hey, why are you angry!"

Sheng Yi turned his head away, "I put a lot of effort into giving it to you because the painting is not good. Can you praise me for being so difficult?"

Qin Cha was so teased that she couldn't laugh or cry, "Okay, okay, your painting is the best, don't be angry, okay?"

Several months later, when this matter was mentioned suddenly, Sheng Yi said, "I just found out that my painting is really ugly. I was not happy when you didn't praise me."

Qin Cha smiled slightly, but Sheng Yi didn't know that the painting was still intact in Qin Cha's drawer.

The woman fell into a coma for a few more days before waking up. He opened his eyes and saw a few guys wiping his sweat, and suddenly struggled to sit up. "What's the matter?" Qin Cha came in with the medicine , saw this scene and hurriedly asked.

When the man saw Qin Cha, he became excited with a crying voice, "Little brother, I hurt you!" It turned out that when the Japanese came that day, he was woken up, and when he saw the Japanese rushing in, he wanted to take out his gun and fight them He was desperate, but his body was too weak, he was emotionally agitated, and passed out all of a sudden. In the half-dream and half-awake state, there was only one thought in his mind. It was over, and he must have killed them and his savior.

Qin Cha told him what happened. Of course, he ignored the part about knowing Ichiro. He always felt that this matter was a bit strange, so it's better not to make him worry more.

After hearing that, the man let out a long breath, and then said, "No, the devil has already suspected you, I have to leave early, you escaped this time, maybe you won't be so lucky next time. "

After all, he lifted the quilt and was about to leave.Everyone frantically pushed him back, "No, no, the Japanese just left, and they won't come back so soon. You can rest assured, if you leave like this, everyone is still worried..." That man I couldn't beat them, so I had to lie down obediently again.

After observing, Qin Cha realized that Ichiro came here every day.Qincha dislikes the Japanese occupying Guichuan, but he does not dislike Ichiro.Ichiro is not as domineering and arrogant as other Japanese. He always buys tickets and listens to operas in a regular manner. He never makes noise in the audience, but looks at Qincha with gentle and warm eyes. His love for the play can be felt in his eyes.

Ichiro never came empty-handed, and the Japanese women behind him always carried small baskets filled with exquisite pastries and fruits. Every time Ichiro saw him coming, the children of Katsurakawa would feel a little joy in their hearts.

Something warmed up Qincha's heart little by little.Ichiro resembled Sheng Yi very much, he thought of the past, Sheng Yi was like this, every time he came to see him, he would bring a lot of things, making Guichuan always so glamorous and rich.

But now... Sheng Yi, long time no see, I actually want to look at someone else's figure to recall what you were like back then, to comfort myself with the endless longing for you in my heart.

Before Tian Qincha woke up, he heard the staff outside the house whispering, "Nanjing fell, the capital is gone, this battle is terrible."

Qin Cha closed his eyes tightly, he felt uncomfortable all over, he really wanted to forget everything and go to sleep, but he couldn't sleep, his brows were wrinkled tightly, and he buried his head deeply in the quilt.

The country is gone, Sheng Yi, can you come back?

He didn't dare to think about it, but the news was like a thorn in his heart, which hurt even if he touched it.

"Are you awake?" Qin Cha made a small movement, but Shou An noticed it, and took a leather jacket, "Put on your clothes and get up again, it's very cold in the room."

Qin Cha took a look, this leather jacket was bought by Sheng Yi, the material is very warm and soft, but very light.

Thinking of this, his heart ached again.

Qin Cha noticed that there was a fire in the house, illuminating the whole house warmly and brightly, but Shou An's clothes were slightly wet and his hands were red.

"Did you go out to chop firewood this morning?" Qin Cha asked.

"I'm afraid you're cold."

"I'm fine, don't do this in the future."

Shou An stopped talking, just poured the hot water into the basin, Qin Cha smiled, "Really, you don't have to take care of me like this, young man, you have to make yourself like a maid." Shou An was also amused "I just can't think of a way, I don't want to be as good as Sheng Yi, and I'm not like that Ichiro...me"

"You don't have to be like them." Qin Cha said softly, "Even if you don't do anything, you are still my most beloved junior."

It was really cold in Beiping that day, and the wind was like an old lady who stretched out her hands from a man's collar and cuffs with ease, greedily snatching the last warmth of the human body.

Qin Cha pushed open the courtyard door, and was about to speak, when there was a "boom", Shou An immediately hugged Qin Cha tightly in his arms like a reflex.

There was another muffled sound, what was the sound of falling from the tree, Qin Cha hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect Shou An's head, he felt his sleeve cool down "What is it?" He shouted "Snow...it's snow on the tree..." Shou'an's gasping voice came from his arms. Beiping was extremely quiet when it was snowing heavily, and there were only two people panting heavily.

After a long time, the two fell silent.Shou'an couldn't help it at first, broke away from Qin Cha's embrace and smiled "poof". Qin Cha also laughed when seeing Shou'an covered in snow.

The solemn atmosphere of subjugation affects everyone all the time. Everyone has been suppressed for too long, living under the control of the enemy, and they are scared every day. They haven't smiled from the bottom of their hearts for a long time, and the corners of their mouths are a little stiff for a moment.

Shou'an kneaded a large ball of snow and threw it towards Qin Cha, Qin Cha's face was covered in snow in an instant, with small snowflakes hanging on his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose.Qin Cha wiped her face in embarrassment, and not to be outdone, she pushed the snow over.

It's freezing cold in Beiping, but the two of them couldn't straighten up laughing at the gate of Guichuan. The suffering always continues, but Shou'an can always accompany him to find a little sweetness in the bitterness.

Ichiro got up from the tatami, stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in his yukata, and watched the solemn old city covered in snow.

Wrapped in silver, Yamada, I think of you again.

The first time I met Yamada was on such a snowy night. That time I went to a tavern with a few comrades in arms, and Yamada was performing in it at that time. He was very beautiful, and his eyes were extremely charming. Just noticed.

Although Ichiro felt moved, he still restrained himself. A military command, a kabuki, what can be the result?It's better to forget earlier and see you again.

With this in mind, he walked out of the tavern, and within a few steps, a gentle voice came from behind, "Your scarf has fallen."

Ichiro turned his head and saw that Kabuki standing behind him, wearing a thin costume, his bare skin was so white.The moonlight was like water, sprinkled on his body.His slender arms held his own scarf, and his eyes were no longer charming, but pure and shy.

"Thank you" Ichiro said to him.He didn't dare to look at this beauty too much, he would definitely be fascinated by it.

He walked very flustered, and his heart was also confused. He stepped on a series of irregular footprints on the white snow. After walking a few steps, he still couldn't help turning his head back, but he was stunned——not far behind him , the kabuki was still standing there, silently watching his disappearing figure.

For a while, he was swallowed by a huge sense of disbelief, and later he learned a word to describe the feeling at that time, that is "one thousand years at a glance"

He yelled at that person, "Go back, I will definitely come to see you perform again tomorrow."

He didn't know if the man heard it, but he only remembered that the man seemed to smile and went back into the house.

Ichiro didn't go on the second day because he was busy with business, and on the third day too. Later, Yamada told him that he had been looking forward to his coming for a few days, day and night, until he cried.

Now, Yamada, I really hate that I always broke my promise and didn't spend more time with you.

Yamada, don't be afraid, the war is over, I will take you away, take you back to our home.

Ichiro slowly closed his eyes, and the figures of Qincha and Ichiro in his mind gradually overlapped